Trisha waited.
She was too worried and nervous that she did not have any appetite before heading towards Mister Vero's booth. It was before five when she came down here from her room at the quarters. Estimating her time to freshen up without messing in the toilet, she came down early. Her client would usually arrive before six o'clock, but ten minutes had passed, and he wasn't there yet.
"Is he too angry to even see me?" The service asked in her thoughts. But she comforted herself remembering Mister Vero's reply, although a few hours had passed after she sent that message, still he texted back.
Trisha was busy thinking about what to do, but her poor tummy started to grumble.
"Shall I go and get something to eat?" Trisha murmured.
"But he might arrive while I'm gone," she thought.
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